Qin Ran met Chen Xiaoming who had just returned at the school gate. The two chatted a lot on the way back to the dormitory.

In fact, Chen Xiaoming was mostly talking about recent events, especially the flight to Niu Niu Country to acquire the game copyright.

Compared with six months ago, both of them have undergone earth-shaking changes.

Especially in terms of temperament, the two are very different from the students in school.

Chen Xiaoming, dressed in business attire, seemed a little out of place.

Chen Xiaoming no longer felt awkward like when he first borrowed Qin Ran's suit jacket.

He was wearing a light blue shirt, holding his suit jacket in one hand and pulling his suitcase with the other.

Although there is still a hint of immaturity on his face, his eyes are full of confidence and he appears very steady.

Qin Ran, on the other hand, looked more like a young and handsome college student, frequently attracting the attention of passing girls.

Chen Xiaoming suddenly said, "Do you think this can be considered a return home in glory?"

"Not really. At least wait until the school anniversary to get an invitation."

"That's true. Will there be such an opportunity again in the future?"

"There will be."

“It doesn’t require a lot of donations, right?”

"No, as long as you have a certain level of influence or work in a special unit."

"Special unit?"

"You know. But if you want to donate money, the school would be happy to do so."

"During the National Day holiday during my freshman year, I went to my high school's anniversary celebration."

"Senior alumnus?"

"Senior, what the hell? I just went there to take a look. I heard that alumni donated hundreds of millions of yuan, and I was wondering how rich they must be to donate that much."

"There are a lot of people, but even if you average them out, it's not that many."

"I asked around, and there were only a few hundred people who donated, many of whom donated thousands or tens of thousands. Those who donated over a hundred thousand were rare, let alone over a million."

“Has the list of donors been published?”

"No, I heard it from a junior fellow student from the same village. But the list of donors should be published, right?"

"Perhaps."

Kieran didn't know the specific details and declined to comment.

But he did hear a piece of news.

A major shareholder of a listed company cashed out hundreds of millions of dollars, donated 100 million to the school, and handed over the remaining hundreds of millions to the family charitable fund.

If Douyin goes public one day, Qin Ran might actually receive an invitation from the school.

Even if it wasn't National Day, we would at least invite him back to give a speech or something.

But he is not very interested in this aspect.

Success can be copied, but what is copied is the business model.

It’s not about copying other people’s success.

.......

Push open the door of dormitory 502.

Chen Xiaoming opened his arms, "Youjie, long time no see."

"Long time no see. Kieran is back too."

"Well, I just got back from a trip to the capital. When did you arrive?"

"Arrived at noon."

"I'm here too." He Anming patted the bed, "Why doesn't anyone ask me?"

"When will you die?"

. . .

"Fuck!" He Anming raised his middle finger at Chen Xiaoming.

"Okay, it's the last day, this time it's a real farewell dinner." Wang Youjie stood between the two people who were about to fight.

"Which one?"

"It's my treat today." Chen Xiaoming snapped his fingers. "He Anming, split the bill."

"Fuck, targeting me."

"Are you dissatisfied?"

"Yes, Boss Chen is treating us. You don't mind having one more person, right?"

"You are very flexible and have a bright future. Come and drive for me."

"Okay, how much is the monthly salary? What kind of car?"

"I haven't bought the car yet."

"Playing tricks on me again, damn it!"

“Hahahahahahahaha”

The four of them walked out of the school.

"Qin Ran, the keys. I'm driving today."

"Are we really going out to eat?"

"It's the last meal, eat something good."

"I'll open it, I'll open it." He Anming raised his hand, but no one paid attention.

Even Wang Youjie was not confident in He Anming's driving skills.

After starting the car, Chen Xiaoming patted the steering wheel and said excitedly, "This Range Rover is so fun to drive, so cool! I'll buy one in the future too."

"This car isn't cheap. You're not like Kieran who can make a living by relying on your looks."

Chen Xiaoming smiled playfully, "If I really buy it, will you be my driver?"

"You really have enough money to buy a Land Rover?" He Anming looked Chen Xiaoming up and down, muttering, "You're really dressed up like a real gentleman now. Could it be that Qin Ran introduced you to a rich woman?"

"Yes, you guessed it right."

"Really? Pull me over. It doesn't matter if she's a little ugly, as long as she's not the type that can crush me to death."

"He Anming, you are really...amazing!"

"Hey~ Now that you're gone, I have no motivation to study anymore."

"So you just watch us play badly, and you feel more fulfilled studying on your own."

He Anming chuckled, "That's impossible. I was the only one who got the scholarship in my freshman year."

"You're such a stingy person, and you still have the nerve to say that. You don't even treat me to a meal."

"It took a long time for the money to be paid out, and you didn't mention it later."

"You won't treat us first. I suggest that He Anming treat us today."

"Second the motion. We are owed several meals and haven't been paid back yet."

"I second the motion. It's not excessive to kill a bunch of people."

He Anming panicked immediately, "I don't want to eat anymore, I want to get off the bus!"

The three of them burst into laughter.

Finally, Chen Xiaoming drove the three of them to an old house in a high-end villa area.

He Anming stared blankly at the gate and the green plants beside the wall.

"Don't tell me this is your home? Are you a rich second generation kid?!"

"you guess."

"I don't believe it unless you treat me to a meal."

"Didn't we agree that you would treat us today?"

“This isn’t a place to eat.”

"Let's go, don't just stand there."

It was also Qin Ran's first time here, and he looked around the old western-style restaurant curiously.

He naturally knew whether Chen Xiaoming was a rich second-generation.

The answer is of course no.

The small villa in front of me looks very expensive, conservatively costing more than 10 million.

Chen Xiaoming is now considered to have some wealth, but he probably won't spend all his money on buying a house.

If I really buy it, I will definitely tell him as soon as possible.

The old villa is decorated in a very artistic way, with an open-air garden and a small attic.

Qin Ran felt that the owner of the house should be a woman.

Sure enough, a woman in a light yellow linen shirt came out with a friendly smile on her face.

"Hello, Mr. Chen."

"Hello, Mr. Huang."

He Anming and Wang Youjie looked at each other, wondering why the woman in front of them was called "Young Master Huang".

But Chen Xiaoming had no intention of explaining and walked in front with Mr. Huang.

He Anming took the opportunity to say to Qin Ran, "It looks really expensive here. If he can't pay the bill later, we can pool our money."

"Don't worry, since Xiaoming brought us here, he must have made a reservation in advance."

“It’s free to book.”

"If I really can't help it, I'll leave you to wash the dishes."

"I don't wash dishes."

"That lady boss looks like a wealthy woman. Are you sure you don't want such a good opportunity?"

He Anming hesitated.